An Egg-cellent Morning

Everyone knew it was coming, after all Isanath had been camped out on the sands for nearly a full sevenday, but the arrival of the Weyr's latest clutch happened without much fanfare at all. It could barely be classed as morning when the first egg put in an appearance, and a full five had been buried under the hatching sands before word began to spread and a few early rises made their way to the galleries.

By the end the total was at eleven. They think. It's hard to be sure with Isanath having literally buried them, and in truth the clutch looks more like a giant sand mound at the moment than a group of eggs, but they are there and now it's only a matter of waiting.

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